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No fun for Jim’s dad…

I was at the Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zero’s gig the other night. A very pleasant evening. Then I get hit by a plastic cup with warm beer in it, I presume for standing up (please note – the band themselves were of stage at this point). I turned round ready to rumble, armed with my very own plastic cup with warm beer in, ready to pounce and I’m staring directly at the only seated guy.

Frozen as I realised….. “HOLY SHIT, Jim’s Dad!”;

Seconds after working out it wasn’t Jim’s dad and still in shock (as I was expecting someone a lot younger – with less respect for a £5 warm beer). I may have given a little verbal abuse and most definitely did let rip with a good old fashioned laugh when the next song started and everyone was on their feet dancing.